There is a calm stream strolling inside my veins today. A gentleness that one would think a mother gorilla only would possess. There is a strange excitement that is being born with this feeling. One of, perhaps, control. Power. Self respect. I am a perfectly imperfect being. Intense. Too intense. What does that phrase mean? It is a sum of passion, drive, ambition, emotion. It is the feeling of caring for someone or something or some subject incredibly hard. The food for the feeling for the fire that drives me. The stretch in my muscles that touches on change, on a belief that all is for the good. For the decent and happy. Let not a dark thought caress the brain, let not the bleak feeling cater to your heart. Let, instead, the light of the world, the sun of the sky give hope to a needed situation. Be strong, even if things do not go your way, a belief that all is for the good.
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